Before the pain there was nothing. Then she cut out her own heart and jumped

And so she fell into the ever-hungry arms of desire

Their molten fingers like golden tongues licked through her veins turning them to fire.

t the edge of desolation, she knew her name. In the dark, they came to her and called.

She turned from what had gone and went to them.

They taught her to master the blaze within, that which can consume and destroy.

Now she held it in her hands like a sword and set the world alight.